Did I ever tell you my Jared Weaver story? In 2006, I was on the Monster seats with three friends - we were in there in time to watch the Angels take BP (and Vlad tried to kill us). After three of us had baseballs, we're trying to get a fourth, and Weaver's down there shagging flies.

We start shouting at him (nicely, I swear!) to toss us a ball, we just need one more, we promise we'll stop bugging him, etc.

After a while, he turns around and heaves a perfect throw at my friend Sean... who bobbles the ball and drops it back onto the field.

Weaver goes looks up, shakes his head and waggles his finger in a "shame on you" sorta thing. It was hilarious.

Eventually he gets another ball and tosses it up to us, and we catch it this time.

To this day, I laugh out loud thinking about Weaver just ragging on Sean for dropping the ball. 100% classic.